474 A Loving Father and a Filial Son (including mini-theater)

The weekend soon arrived, and it was Fu Zhengtu’s first day off.

In fact, he had just arrived and there were still many things he needed to adapt to. According to previous practices, it would have been impossible for him to take a vacation. But now it was different, his mother, brother, wife and children were all waiting for him at home.

In the past few years, except for business trips, Fu Zhengtu has never been away from his family for such a long time. It is no exaggeration to say that he is eager to return home.

Colleague A joked: "Isn't Mr. Fu a well-known workaholic? I didn't expect him to be such a homebody."

Colleague B: "Of course, who doesn't want a wife and children? After the Chinese New Year, I will bring my wife and children over."

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After all, it was in the suburbs, and Fu Zhengtu got home at nine o'clock in the evening.

As soon as I stepped into the yard, I heard the children's laughter: "Grandma, why hasn't Dad come back yet? I can't wait any longer, I want to go out and pick him up!"

Zhou Linglan: "Chenchen, don't go. It's cold outside."

As Zhou Linglan finished speaking, Chen Chen's body disappeared into the air.

"Oh, Dad, Dad, you're finally back!" Chenchen hugged his dad and kissed him, "Chenchen missed you so much, Dad!"

Children who grow up in love will express their love in a particularly passionate way.

Fu Zhengtu held the child tightly in his arms, responding to the child's emotional value:

"Dad misses you too."

The father and son were in a daze for a long time.

Zhou Linglan couldn't bear to watch it any longer: "The rice is hot in the pot. I'll bring it to you."

Fu Zhengtu put the child down and said, "Mom, it's okay. You sit down and I can do it myself."

Chen Chen stretched out his hands and asked his father to hold him: "I want to go with Dad too!"

Fu Zhengtu bent down and picked up the child again, put a hat and scarf on him, and then carried him to the kitchen.

Su Taotao's cooking skills are as good as ever. Since Zhou Linglan started living with them, she seldom cooks and only shows off her cooking skills when she feels like it.

Fu Zhengtu missed this taste very much. Su Taotao left a lot of food, so Fu Zhengtu and his son took turns eating it, and they were able to finish it.

"Where are mom and uncle?" Fu Zhengtu asked while washing dishes.

Chenchen touched her bulging belly and said, "I'm studying the decoration in my uncle's room. Dad, Mom said she will take us to see a new house tomorrow and have dinner at the home of our grandfather who sold the house to us."

Fu Zhengtu washed the handkerchief with hot water and wiped Chenchen's mouth:

"Well, I'll listen to Mom."

Fu Zhengtu wiped his mouth and hands, then picked him up again: "Let's go, let's go find mom."

The child was getting heavier day by day. Su Taotao couldn't hold him anymore, and he would soon be unable to hold him either. He had to cherish the time he could still hold his son.

"Mom!" After entering the house, the child stretched out his hand to his mother.

Su Taotao took off Chenchen's shoes and scarf and hat and stuffed him into the kang.

But his eyes turned to Fu Zhengtu: "Are you full?"

Fu Zhengtu looked at his wife and smiled: "I'm full."

Chenchen rolled over on the kang and touched his stomach: "Mom, I'm full too!"

Su Taotao pinched the child's cheeks and said, "If you eat too much, you might not be able to sleep at night."

Chen Chen puffed up his cheeks and said, "I didn't eat a lot. I just ate until I was full."

Su Taotao told Fu Zhengtu about going to Old Man Du's house to "test her cooking skills" tomorrow.

Fu Zhengtu nodded: "As you wish, I will leave the day after tomorrow morning."

These days we only have one day off, which is Sunday, and even this little time is saved by Fu Gong working overtime day and night.

As the saying goes, a short separation makes a new marriage better. The couple cherished the time they spent together once a week very much. They were very devoted to each other when they were in each other's arms, and even sweated profusely when the snow was below zero and their passion was at its peak.

At the end, Su Taotao squinted her eyes and didn't even want to move a finger.

Fu Zhengtu was worried that Su Taotao had caught a cold, so he fetched some warm water and wiped her clean carefully. He felt relieved only after letting her stay in the warm quilt.

When Fu Zhengtu came back after pouring the water, Su Taotao had already fallen asleep. He carefully held her in his arms, and that feeling of happiness and security returned to him.

I didn't realize the deep affection between myself and my daughter before, but now? I wish I could take her with me wherever I go.

Fu Zhengtu tilted his head and kissed Su Taotao on the top of her head. His unit was too far away and he couldn't come back every day. Su Taotao would also be living in the school dormitory soon. What should he do?

Fell asleep in a daze.

Early the next morning, Chenchen, the human alarm clock, came to tell the time on time.

The child threw himself onto his parents' blanket like a human cannonball:

"Mom and Dad, get up quickly. We need to go out to buy groceries!"

Fu Zhengtu reacted quickly and held the child in one hand: "Shh, let mommy sleep a little longer."

As he said this, he got up, took his coat, and carried the child out.

Chen Chen hugged his father's neck: "But Dad, we still need to go buy groceries?"

Fu Zhengtu: "My uncle has a recipe book, we can just go buy it."

Chen Chen: “Okay.”

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Su Taotao and Fu Yuanhang had already discussed the menu last night. It wasn't a very complicated dish, but some dishes that required basic skills, such as braised pork, braised three fresh vegetables, stir-fried bean sprouts, thousand-shred tofu, etc.

Only after the three gentlemen came back from buying groceries did Su Taotao lazily get up from the bed.

Fu Zhengtu's physical strength was amazing. He stored up a week's worth of energy and used it all in one night, almost overwhelming her.

Zhou Linglan was naturally happy to see her son and daughter-in-law getting along so well. When she saw Su Taotao get up, she immediately prepared breakfast for her and watched her eat with a smile:

"Don't worry, Taotao. Let's eat first before we set off."

Su Taotao was full of energy and rosy-cheeked. She nodded, "Thank you, Mom."

It is somewhat inconvenient for the whole family to travel with so many vegetables.

Fu Zhengtu decided to borrow a car from Mr. Hu.

When Fu Zhengtu arrived, Mr. Tang was also there, along with an old man whom Fu Zhengtu was not familiar with, and the three of them were playing chess.

Mr. Hu happily introduced Fu Zhengtu:

"Zhengtu, let me introduce you to Mr. Chen, the head coach of the Go Association. He wanted to recruit Chenchen to play Go, but unfortunately Chenchen disagreed."

Fu Zhengtu greeted him respectfully.

Master Chen still did not give up: "Chenchen is a rare talent that only appears once in a century. His character and temperament are very stable. As long as he is willing to play, he will definitely shine and win glory for the country. What do you think, Xiaofu?"

Fu Zhengtu said: "Our family has always been a laissez-faire family, and we don't interfere too much with our children's personal interests. If he wants to go, we won't stop him. If he doesn't want to go, we won't interfere too much. We respect the child's wishes."

After hearing this, Mr. Hu laughed out loud: "I knew this kid wouldn't be able to persuade others, right? Give up, Old Chen. They are the same, and no one can persuade them to do something they don't want to do."

He had previously tried to persuade Fu Zhengtu to learn painting from Master Tang, but to no avail. Later, he accepted his younger brother as his last disciple, thus completing this fate.

Mr. Tang also said, "That's right. His family advocates democracy. Ah Hang came to learn painting from me voluntarily. If he didn't want to, I wouldn't have found such a good disciple."

Mr. Chen: "Looks like I'll have to go to thatched cottage three more times?"

Mr. Tang waved his hands and said, "Don't worry about it. Don't make things difficult for the child. You can't force it.

If the child is soft-hearted and really goes with you to compete, he will not be happy.

Chenchen should just grow up happily. "

Several old men really love Chenchen.

Fu Zhengtu thanked the three elders for their understanding. As he took the car keys and left, he was still thinking that birds of a feather flock together. Su Taotao and Chen Chen Ahang had a good magnetic field, so all the people they met along the way were good people who treated them sincerely.

I don’t know what this Mr. Du I’m going to meet next will be like.

Old man Du and the little girl in front of him, who looked as pretty as if she had walked out of a painting, stared at each other.

I vaguely saw a little bit of Su Taotao's shadow in his facial features before I reacted.

"Is this your son?"

Su Taotao nodded: "Yes, this is my son Chenchen, this is my mother-in-law, surnamed Zhou, and this is my husband Fu Zhengtu.

Zhengtu, this is the old man Du I mentioned to you."

"Hello, Grandpa Du!" Chen Chen greeted him crisply.

Zhou Linglan nodded slightly.

Fu Zhengtu also nodded slightly at him: "Hello, old man."

Old Man Du clicked his tongue twice, opened the door, and muttered:

"It seems that all the good-looking people have gone to their house, old and young, one by one, it's ridiculous..."

The chef that Old Man Du introduced to them was called He Feng. He looked honest and simple, but not very old, probably in his early forties.

"He suffered a lot in the bullpen with me in the early years. His right ear doesn't work very well, but there are no other problems with his body. He is down-to-earth and hardworking.

Just tell him how you want your dish cooked, stand on his left and speak in a normal volume.

The kitchen is over there, He Feng knows the way there, just follow him." Old Man Du said.

Su Taotao nodded: "Okay," Su Taotao turned around and said to Fu Yuanhang, "Ah Hang, take them to the next door to have a look, and then go see if there are any fruits to buy back."

Fu Yuanhang: "Sister-in-law, I'd better help you."

Su Taotao shook her head: "No, these few dishes will be ready quickly, just come back around 11:30 to eat."

Fu Zhengtu saw that there was not much water in the pool, so he said to Fu Yuanhang, "You go first, I'll come back later."

Then he said to Su Taotao, "Let me help you get some water up first."

Su Taotao nodded: "Go to the kitchen and get some hot water. The water pump must be frozen."

Fu Yuanhang took Zhou Linglan and Chen Chen to the next door, and Fu Zhengtu started working without saying a word.

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This chapter has too few words, so I’ll add a little drama—

Everyone knows that Mr. Fu loves his wife and son, and has a very good relationship with his son, but no one knows to what extent.

Until one day, Mr. Fu brought his son, who was only in sixth grade, to the laboratory.

Well, how should I put it.

This height is normal for a sixth grader. Isn't it said that Mr. Fu's son is a gifted child and skipped a grade to the sixth grade? Why does he look like a sixth grader?

When asked about age, how old are you? Eight years old? ? ? ?

Am I right? In this day and age, whose child grows so tall at the age of eight? ? ? ?

Everyone looked at Engineer Fu, who was almost a head taller than themselves, and seemed relieved again.

It's in the family genes.

"Chen Chen, please help me recalculate these data sets. There is a discrepancy of 0.002 between the data sets."

Chen Chen took it, glanced at it, and said with a smile:

"Okay, Dad. By the way, Dad, can I use the abacus you taught me last time? I want to play with it today."

Fu Zhengtu said, "Using that is much slower than mental arithmetic. Dad needs this data urgently, so I'll use it next time."

If he wasn't in a hurry, he wouldn't have sent his son to do free labor.

Chen Chen puffed up his cheeks and asked, "Where's the calculator?"

[Note: Calculators were invented in the early 1970s. I am not making this up. However, they were expensive and not widely used at the time. Naturally, high-end jobs like Fu Gong had to be arranged first, while ordinary people still mostly used abacus.

It is no exaggeration to say that my old father was still using an abacus in the 1990s, and I still have that particularly large antique abacus in my home.

Fu Zhengtu shook his head and patted his little head, saying, "No one is as fast as you in mental arithmetic. Be good and do mental arithmetic."

Chen Chen was speechless: "Okay, then Dad, can I play with that abacus after I calculate this?"

Fu Zhengtu took out the abacus and handed it to him, then touched his head and said, "Okay, help Dad check the data first."

Chen Chen touched his little abacus and said, "Yes, Dad!"

The people around me were stunned! They all thought they were hallucinating! !

What kind of bullshit is this? An eight-year-old can do mental arithmetic faster than an abacus or a machine? ! !

When everyone thought about Mr. Fu's usual calculation speed, they seemed to be relieved again.

It’s family genes!

When Chen Chen is focused, mental arithmetic is much faster than using a calculator.

It took less than half the time of others to get the result. It was obvious at a glance which set of data was wrong, which saved Engineer Fu a lot of time.

Chen Chen is tired from overusing his brain, so he feels a little listless in the afternoon.

Fu Zhengtu asked him to drink some glucose water.

Chenchen stretched out his hands and said to his father coquettishly: "Dad, I can't walk anymore!"

Fu Zhengtu smiled, knelt on one knee with his back to his son and said, "Come on up, Dad will carry you back."

Chenchen was beaming with joy. In front of his tall and burly old father, he had no idea that he had grown up and was more mature than many teenagers. He happily climbed onto his father's back:

"Dad, you haven't carried me on your back for a long time."

Fu Zhengtu touched his son's hands, which were still as chubby as when he was a child:

"You can carry me on your back anytime you want, as long as I can still carry you."

Chenchen tilted his head and kissed his father on his handsome face: "Dad, Chenchen loves you."

Fu Zhengtu squeezed his hand and said, "Dad loves you too."

The father and son never hesitated to express their love for each other.

In the eyes of outsiders, Fu Zhengtu is introverted, cold, and even a little unkind.

But when facing his wife and children, he is emotionally stable and always gentle and tolerant.

So everyone went from being jaw-dropping to slowly accepting it, and the fact that Fu Gong doted on his son also became more concrete.

Everyone began to wonder, if Master Fu was so doting on his son, wouldn't he be even more doting on his wife?

Fu Zhengtu, who is over 1.8 meters tall and close to 1.9 meters tall, was carrying Chen Chen, who is almost 1.5 meters tall. Everyone who passed by was stunned by this scene.

Some people still find it incredible: "Is Mr. Fu too used to his son? He is still carrying him when he is this big?"

Someone from Fu Gong's team said: "Humph, if I had a son like Chen Chen, I would worship him and call him dad, and I would be willing to do that! What's wrong with carrying him on my back?"

The man said again, "No, if you spoil your son like this, aren't you afraid that you might spoil him?"

The people in Fu Gong's team looked at him with sympathy: "Did you not see Chen Chen's face just now, or do you not recognize Chen Chen?"

The man: “I haven’t seen it, and I haven’t communicated with it face to face.”

Someone from Fu Gong's team patted the man on the shoulder and said, "Go talk to Chen Chen some other day, and you won't be able to say such things anymore. It might help improve your IQ."

Zhang Er was confused and looked at the father and son from a distance:

"What do you mean???"

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【The mini-theater is over】